: Ein Kind fa?r mich ein Kind fa?r Dich und so beginnt das Teilen. Und man war doch einmal sehr verliebt. Mal fremdgepennt, gleich Bett getrennt und
Übersetzung: Puhdys. Scheidung.
: I know just what your thinking. You want someone to blame. I know you well a?cause, I always feel the same. We always look behind. We always look
: (feat. Miss Jones) Yeah, so I guess by the time you get this kite, I'll be ghost, right? Yup, check it [Verse 1] For too many years, I had yo back
: Je t'ai trompee Tu m'as trompe N'en parlons plus c'est du passe On s'est aimes Puis moins aimes Faut plus s'le dire c'est arrive On est des gens Intelligents
Our little boy is four years old and quite a little man So we spell out the words we don't want him to understand Like T-O-Y or maybe S-U-R-P-R-I-S-E
Our little boy is four years old And quite a little man So we spell out the words We don't want him to understand Like T-O-Y or maybe, S-U-R-P-R-I-S-
This divorce you're asking me to give you I don't want to see it go through This divorce will make you free and happy but it will leave me lonely and
You never learned to love You never learned to give Now I have seen the better days And I am through See the people loving As they're walking down the
cornered, drawn and quartered you've forever bound this beast to you and when we sleep, it sharpens its teeth it licks its jowls and, threatens to gnaw
Who's next? Who's next? Always the ones the ones That you least expect They seem so strong It turned out she wanted more all along And each time I hear
In answer to your question You've made a big mistake But in the eyes of God That's a risk you have to take Divorce Irish style Unless of course your privileged
She's breaking up, she's falling down She's holding her fists up now Her eyes meet my face but we don't look the same She walks away on bloody knees
Mondays is for drinking to the seldom seen kid I've been working on a cocktail called grounds for divorce Polishing a compass that I hold in my sleeve
